I had the urge to be in some sort of medical field from the start (I wasn’t interested in piracy or murder like Sherlock was) and occasionally a teacher, but that sort of dropped off as I grew. I joined the military because there weren’t many job offers after uni and it sounded intriguing compared to daily life.

Are you looking at the newspaper again? Really, John? You know there aren’t decent cases in there.

There’s a suspected murder link.

Call Lestrade.

No. John doesn’t either. I’m sure if he wasn’t consumed by an appointment he would say something about not having the time to hear music coming form sources other than my violin and he would then nag me about my selected time of playing.

Please note that when I say this I am merely stating that we don’t listen to it (obviously stating that we possibly cannot like it without listening to it) and are not against other people enjoying it.

Occasionally, yes, though I am more fond of pieces I haven’t written. I only compose when deep thought is more vital than usual.

Did you move my beaker?

Which one exactly?

The one containing the “reeking green rubbish”.

I poured it down the drain.

Why?

It smelled foul.

And so you thought that it was okay just to discard of it? That was a week of my work, John!

I will not have you filling our kitchen with that smell. It was horrid. No excuses.

I’m going..out.

Have fun sulking.

Yes. Very often, actually. An excuse to where my jumpers.

But the last time wasn’t an excuse- I wasn’t testing your things at the time.

No, but you wrecked all of your clothing.

And we bought more. There’s no difficulty in this situation, then.

Do we always have to bicker?

It appears to be how we function properly. 

But does it have to be?

Not necessarily, no, but I can’t seem to think we would like living together if we didn’t. 

Are you positive?

It’s a probable outcome.

I don’t think so.

My favorite pieces of music are here.

I don’t really have the chance to listen to music for pleasure anymore, but anything that comes out of his violin is entirely fascinating. I once played the clarinet at school.

Other than the violin I may play the piano and partially the cello, but we obviously do not have room for these in the flat. John, you do know the joke associated with your particular comment, hmm?

There’s a joke? Pardon?

You have the internet at your fingertips, you find out.

Either Oxford or Cambridge.

I always imagined you to be the type to despise of school, yet you went to two universities?

Precisely. I didn’t like Oxford too much. Mycroft pulled strings.

And what did you graduate in?

That I do not remeber.

Did you delete it?

It only seems reasonable. 

They’re annoying, infuriating, exasperating, and maddening at certain times, but they are necessary. Without them our instincts would be nonessential- our vital choices thoughtless. 

I don’t think he bans them entirely from his mind, no matter if he dislikes them or not. He is, of course, more than just friends with me, so that must have some say in the matter, yes? I assure you all that Sherlock is not heartless; not even near it. Sometimes I feel as if he has more emotional courage than I do.

Oh, god.

Possibly, depending on all of the circumstances. No more questions relating to this.

Really?

I never said I wouldn’t. Just not now.

They’re allright. 

If it’s that rock band, I have no care for them. That type of music isn’t very appealing to me.

So it seems the patches are working?

Yes, thank you. I do appreciate it but being with Mrs. Hudson when she will not quit talking of such trivial things is tiring.

I’m glad I was able to help. How is she?

Fine, other than being incredibly tedious.

Why would I waste my time on such things?

I agree with him on some level- why would we watch them? I haven’t seen them, though, so I’m not quite sure.

John?

Yes?

I want a cigarette.

No. You’ve been doing so well. Cold turkey, remember? I’ll grab you a patch.

We’re out.

Then I’ll go buy them.

But I want a cigarette!

I understand that, but I must go get some patches for you. Stay here- I’ll send Mrs. Hudson up to watch you.

Why would I need to be watched? I’m not a child!

Yes, I know. Just stay put for a moment. She’ll be right up. Don’t burn down the flat.

I just want a cigarette!